Gentle in the night
Your steps, your words
So gentle to my heart
Laying down the blizzard
Foregone song like Bogart
You’d feel the rain
That hasn’t yet fell
In a mist of sorrow
The came like a train
Asunder full of bells
To my breath bellow
You shaped the night
Of midday opals
Thrown about the skies
In the mist of a flight
Of forgotten annals
Where my heart arise
Blackened by love
My fingers borrow
The eyes of a dove
In my veins too shallow
And the wind forgiven
Winding through our souls
Has again begotten
Love amidst the coals
mardi, 28 juillet, 2009